This is a picture of my wife
Jen. Jen holds a
degree in
Environmental Science from LaSalle University and currently is working
on cancer research at OSI pharmaceuticals.

I met my wife while studying for a Quantum
Mechanics
final at
the Barnes and Nobles where she worked her senior year of
college. We
began talking and it turned out we were both avid hikers who had
independently
dreamed of moving to Colorado. We hit it off pretty early on
but
unfortunately Jen graduated and moved back to her house in Frackville,
PA (about
100 miles from Philadelphia). Jen invited me to her parents
house
soon
after she moved home and I bungeed a change of clothes to my motorcycle
(1200
Suzuki Bandit long since sold) and headed out for the
weekend. As
luck
would have it her parents took a liking to me (they are two of the
nicest and
most selfless people I have ever met) and I spent every weekend of that
summer making the 200 mile round trip commute to Frackville.
I
really
enjoyed the rides as they went through beautifully wooded portions of
Pennsylvania. We got to like each other enough in such a
short
time that
when I went back to school Jen found a job in the Philadelphia area and
moved
back.

We moved in together right away and life
pretty much
progressed
normally. Jen worked and I finished up my physics degree and
taught as
adjunct faculty for my university. We would visit Jen's
parent's
about
once a month and considered it sort of like a vacation home (Jen's mom
loved to
feed me and that worked because I love to eat). Here is a
picture
of Jen's
house during Christmas and Jen with her Parents.

Jen and I were married on June 14th,
2003. We
were married
in an informal but beautiful outdoor wedding (I managed to convince her
a DJ was
a bad idea and we had a cellist, flutist, and violinist instead).

We went to Maine and Florida for our
honeymoon and did
a lot of
hiking and kayaking and barbecuing.

Shortly after the honeymoon we moved to
Boulder,
Colorado where
we now live (and hike whenever possible). I can't imagine
spending my life
with anyone else, I love you Jen.

The pictures
below are from back
when we were some serious cottoneers (a phrase to describe hikers and
climbers who know nothing and are a great danger to themselves in the
high country, once again, it is funny how far I have come from the
person I was in this picture)